She could feel it running in warm, slippery rivulets down the insides of her trembling thighs to her knees. She stayed in a position with her legs spl...yed out wide, enjoying the last flutterings of dying pleasure that coursed through her cunt. Finally, the last throes subsides and she withdrew her fingers from her warmly quivering cuntal passage. But the come hadn't satisfied her, nor had it driven the thoughts of Barry from her mind. He had fucked her brains out and promised her the moon.. .. It was a monday night around 10:39pm when I became over powered by this feeling for sex. I took a shower and got all dressed up in a black lacey outfit with garter belt, stockings and heels. I was looking so hot and so horny that I wanted to cum before even getting to the adult arcade to have fun. The parking lot had about 8 cars in it so I picked my best spot for the next few hours. I was so ready that I quickly took off my jogging outfit that covered my sexy whore outfit and put on my 5. We were careful and very aware of the potential cost. We also couldn't have been happier or felt more fortunate to experience this new lifestyle. It would prove to be a "nutrient rich" white hot experience in erotism. For instance...From my side of the equation I often savored the surprising sexual intensity of corrupting Ashley's type of innocence and stuffy cultural norms. I think she in turn felt a surprising surge of new sexual power and how she could use that over me and most of the men. At the time of this tale, this was supplemented by the vile scarring of quarries and chimneys for the alum industry which made it kind of hell on earth serviced by the port of Whitby.It is in this environment that a shocking event drives the chief protagonist of this tale down a spiral of lust into the depths of evil. Wallowing in the isolation the geography allowed him, a jilted father seeks to keep his daughters protected and pure until 2 fateful days, barely a year apart, tear his family.